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"It's been ten days, why haven't the elders who participated in the deputy pavilion master selection trial come back yet?"
"Are you confused? You also know that it has only been ten days. After arriving at Star Fantasy City from the sect's headquarters, it took almost five days to go to the trial place. It also took almost five days to return to Star Fantasy City from the trial place. It’s almost five days. This time, it takes ten days just to be on the road.”
"Yes, it will take most of a day to break the formation, and it will also take several days to find the 'Tiger King's Bloody Son'. Even the fastest will take twelve or three days. I don't know who can come back first?"
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In Star Fantasy City, in a main hall, eight young monks gathered together, talking and laughing softly.
These eight people are all disciples of Qingxu Taoist Pavilion, and all of them have high-level cultivation of Tianhou. Their task is very simple, which is to guard the main hall behind them.
The palace is tens of meters high, about 100 meters long and about 100 meters wide. It is huge and majestic.
In the hall, there is a teleportation formation that leads directly to Qingxu Dao Pavilion.
This formation can only be used by monks from the Qingxu Taoist Pavilion except during certain periods. Of course, there are teleportation formations leading to other cities in Xinghuan City, but Feixingtian is too huge, and it will take a long time to reach Shangqing City outside Qingxu Dao Pavilion.
Being the guard here is naturally very relaxing.
Although Feixingtian is huge, there are not many monks who dare to break into this forbidden area of Qingxu Taoist Pavilion.
While he was talking, a figure quietly approached this side, as if strolling in a garden, but at an extremely fast speed.
"Stop anyone who comes! This is the forbidden area of Qingxu Taoist Pavilion!"
A guard with sharp eyes noticed someone approaching and immediately shouted loudly.
As soon as he shouted, the other seven guards immediately turned around, but their expressions were still quite relaxed. Although no one dares to break into this place, people who approach unintentionally do happen from time to time. After all, there are many monks in Star Fantasy City, and there is a mixture of fish and dragons. Under normal circumstances, you only need to stop.
However, the figure still did not stop.
The eight people were stunned for a moment, and suddenly they were furious. Just when they were about to get angry, the figure appeared in front of them: "Why, you don't even recognize me so soon?"
When the voice rang out, a heroic young face was immediately clearly seen by the eight people.
"Feng... Elder Feng Zhuo..."
The eight people's eyes widened in an instant, they took a deep breath, and blurted out stammeringly. The person standing in front of them and the others was actually Feng Zhuo, who was participating in the deputy pavilion master selection trial.
Feng Zhuo's name is already known to everyone in Qingxu Dao Pavilion.
In just over thirty years, Feng Zhuo went from being a heavenly minister to a high-ranking heavenly emperor, which made Feng Zhuo a legend in the eyes of countless monks in the Qingxu Taoist Pavilion. The mythical cultivation speed has made countless people jealous and envious. Of course, they can only be jealous and envious.
In this trial, there were many monks who guessed that Feng Zhuo could win, and they were eight of them.
But guesses are just guesses. Until the final result is confirmed, no one knows which of the ten people will have the last laugh. After all, there are too many uncertain factors during the trial. There may be a slight delay or something. Any carelessness may affect the results.
However, what they never expected was that Feng Zhuo would come back so soon.
Only ten days have passed.
They were still talking just now, saying that the selection trial for the deputy pavilion master would take twelve or three days at the earliest, but not long after they finished talking, Feng Zhuo appeared. Doesn't this mean that excluding the time spent on the road, Feng Zhuo completed the entire trial process in only three or two hours
If that's true, would it be too shocking
The deputy pavilion master selection trial has been conducted so many times, but no one has ever passed the trial so quickly. However, when one considers that Feng Zhuo has shown the same astounding speed in cultivation over the past thirty years, it seems quite normal for him to pass the test so quickly.
"Elder Feng, you... have you got the 'Tiger King's Blood Youzi'?" A guard quickly came to his senses and asked cautiously with courage.
"What do you think?"
Feng Zhuo asked back with a smile.
In an instant, he walked between several people. It seemed that he was not moving quickly, but his speed was equally astonishing. Almost in an instant, he had entered the hall.
The guard who asked the question just now looked stunned, and he obviously realized that he had asked nonsense.
Who would return if he didn't get "Tiger King's Bloody Son"? Unless you give in automatically! But even if you admit defeat, it will only be when you really can't complete the trial.
"Boom—"
After a while, the sound of the large array being activated came from the hall.
The eight guards exchanged glances with complicated expressions. They joined Qingxu Taoist Pavilion many times earlier than Feng Zhuo, but now, they are still just guards, and their cultivation level is still at the level of Tianhou. In this realm, there is little hope of being promoted to Heavenly King. On the other hand, Feng Zhuo is already an elder of Heavenly Emperor. In a few days, he will probably be the deputy master of Qingxu Dao Pavilion, and in a few years, he will be the master of Qingxu Dao Pavilion.
The leader of the largest sect in heaven!
Just thinking about the power represented by this position is enough to make people feel excited and unable to control themselves.
Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with them.
The movement in the hall quickly disappeared. Apparently, Feng Zhuo had left Star Fantasy City through the teleportation formation. The eight guards looked back, but they were all silent and no longer interested in joking.
Before I knew it, almost two days had passed.
"Whoosh!"
The morning light showed slightly, and a figure came rushing towards me like lightning.
The eight guards who were originally sitting cross-legged on the ground were immediately alerted. They jumped up one after another and stared. In just a blink of an eye, the man had arrived in front of the temple. He looked to be in his twenties and had a heavy body. Slender, with a white robe like snow, her facial features are as beautiful as a woman's.
"Elder Gong."
The eight people quickly bowed and saluted.
The person who came was surprisingly Gong Shenfu who also participated in the deputy pavilion master selection trial.
Feng Zhuo is an elder, and Gong Shenfu is also an elder. However, there is a huge gap in the status between the Heavenly Emperor Elder and the Heavenly King Elder. Of course, this gap will not affect the shouts of this selection trial.
"Have any of the elders who participated in the trial used this teleportation formation in the past two days?"
Gong Shenfu stopped and asked aloud, with a smile on his face and warm eyes, but there was an unnoticeable anxiety and tension in his eyes.
"Yes!" The eight guards nodded almost unanimously.
"Who?" Gong Shenfu's expression suddenly changed.
"Elder Feng Zhuo!" A young guard said carefully.
"It's him!" Gong Shenfu's gentle and elegant demeanor was gone, and his expression actually looked a little ferocious, "When did he come?"
"Two days ago!" the young guard said hurriedly.
"Two... days ago... how is this possible?" Gong Shenfu shouted, his face immediately turned pale, and he looked at the palace opposite in despair.
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